A faint moan escaped from within the Iron Maiden as Carmen struggled to take another shallow breath, the slight movement of
Carmen’s brutalized body sending fresh waves of unbearable agony coursing through her as the Iron Maiden’s diabolical spikes
slowly twisted within her mutilated flesh. Even as she managed to take another breath Carmen knew she was nearing the end, already
badly weaken by the steady loss of blood each desperate breath she managed to take was quickly becoming harder than the last. She could
already feel her body growing cold as she gradually slipped into shock, just a few more minutes of unrelenting agony and death would finally claim her.

Ten minutes later the dungeon was as quiet as the tomb that it had finally become...

Carmen slowly awoke to her worst nightmare, she had died and gone to Hell. And, not only was she in hell but even more ominous she was
already tightly strapped into a deadly Iron Maiden.

Carmen quickly grew even more terrified as the diabolical details of her perilous position became apparent. Unlike the Iron Maiden in
Antonio’s dungeon playroom, the one that she’d died in, the Iron Maiden she now found herself within closely followed the contours of her
shapely body almost as if made specifically for her, and the deadly spikes lining the interior of the Iron Maiden’s door seemed far longer.

Struggling to comprehend everything happening to her Carmen couldn’t imagine it could get worse, just having endured a slow torturous death in
Antonio’s Iron Maiden, she awoke to find herself in the fires of Hell trapped helplessly within an Iron Maiden diabolically designed specifically to
maximize her torment. Of course, that was the moment that things got worse.

“Welcome Carmen to the darkest depths of Hell. I am the demon Verdelet, Hell's master of ceremonies. I need only gaze upon you to comprehend
the sins that forever stain your soul.”

Seeing the look of horror in Carmen’s eyes Verdelet smile darkened, “Of course, even I couldn't have planned a punishment more fitting or
more diabolically fiendish than the one you selected yourself.”

Staring into the demon’s glowing eyes, “Please don’t do this to me, I couldn’t bear to die like this a second time. Please Verdelet I beg of you have mercy.”

Laughing the demon replied, “Mercy is something that has no place in the fires of Hell adulteress. Even knowing of Antonio’s wife and children you willingly
committed adultery with him. Perhaps your choice of death within the Iron Maiden was even a subconscious attempt to atone for your many sins or did you
not realize that the original Iron Maiden was constructed specifically to punish those women guilty of adultery?”

Carmen felt her heartbeat race as the door of the Iron Maiden began to close, “Adultery? You’re going to put me to death in the Iron Maiden over adultery?”

“Yes Carmen adultery. Thou shalt not commit adultery. Or did you imagine that knowingly committing a mortal sin wouldn’t have consequences?”

Verdelet could hear the panic in Carmen’s voice, “Please don’t do this, anything but this. I can’t die like this again!”

Verdelet laughed as Carmen helplessly watched the door of the Iron Maiden continuing to close, “Death? You’re worried about death? Silly little girl,
you’re already dead. Here in the all-consuming fires of Hell you’re going to pay for the sins you committed during your mortal existence. You’re not going
to die in that Iron Maiden, you’re going to spend eternity suffering agonizing unrelenting torture impaled upon the Iron Maiden’s spikes, mere death would be
far to merciful a reward for your sins.”

Verdelet smiled darkly as he paused to listen to the delightful sound of Carmen’s high pitched screams emanating from within the locked Iron Maiden,
and then, as suddenly as he arrived he vanished.

On occasion, over the countless long millennia, when the flames that constantly swept across Hell’s endless lakes of fire swirl just right,
the tortured souls forever condemned to the fires of the pit can still hear Carmen’s blood curdling screams...